"I haven't said that I will not help you, have I?" she asked calmly. "In fact, by offering to introduce you to other Kindred, I have already given you the possibility of help. If I didn't want to help you, I could just as easily wipe your memory of everything you saw and make it so you wouldn't even know you'd seen anything. I am not concerned in the slightest about you sharing our secrets, darling. I am far more concerned about someone entering our world without fully understanding everything that entails. It is no simple thing. I assure you of that." It was difficult to explain to anyone outside their world just what all that meant for them. There were nights, even now as an older Kindred, that Molly sometimes still longed for the feeling of what it felt like to go out in daylight without fear. It was hardly something that ate her alive, but she definitely thought about it.

She paused for a moment, looking over at the young man in front of her. How the hell was she going to be able to convince him of what she was saying? He was so set on taking the Embrace. So after only a moment's pause, she gripped his wrist that much more tightly and pulled him into the nearest alley. She shoved him up against the nearest wall, realizing full well that he was probably terrified, considering that she'd ended his friend's mortal life herself. "Can you do this?" she asked, her fangs bared and her eyes a dangerous silver. "Can you take people away from the light? Feel them shivering with pure fear as you hold them hostage, fully prepared to keep yourself alive by drinking their blood? Because this? This is part of the life you're asking for. I am not refusing you, but I intend first to be very, very sure that you are ready for everything you ask. Do I make myself clear?"